This is just one of the strategically-timed little bones they toss out now and then. They sensed the natives were starting to get restless. Now the ones who were just starting to teeter on the fence will go happily scurrying back to the other side, and all is right once again in the enchanted little world of Freddom. "See?", they'll say "we really don't need that stinky union bizness after all!"
Sound ludicrous? I guarantee there'll be thousands of idiots who feel exactly that way, and when the plane/CTV is late come next Monday morning, they'll gleefully and gratefully go on 13/14 at 0745 and sip on their Kool-Aid and wait it out....because they're a vital part of The Purple Promise.
And so it goes